Happy

Webster's dictionary defines the word this way: enjoying or showing or marked by joy or pleasure.

Okay. I'll buy that. But what I was really looking for I guess you can't put into words. It's a feeling and those are so hard to describe.

But I miss it. However you want to describe it.

Being in a state of waiting for something to happen doesn't generally evoke that feeling, does it? The process of making friends in the midst of missing your lifelong friends doesn't generally evoke that feeling, does it? Being lost on a motorway miles from where you're supposed to be certainly does not evoke that feeling let me tell you!

And I'm not complaining; really I'm not. I just long for that feeling again and there's not much I can do about it but hope and wait for better days to come. These days aren't bad, don't get me wrong, but too often I find myself longing for days gone by.

When we get a house, when we get a house, when we get a house... I'll be happy again? Side splitting, falling over, laughing so hard I snort, skipping down the footpath happy? Try me. We'll see. Because then people will come visit?

You better!